Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Cheng interrupted him, "No, don't worry. Zhisheng, we've known each other for a while now. Let me put it this way: money only has meaning when you can spend it. Aren't you poor precisely because some of your money can't be spent?"
Zhao Cheng's words were too direct, leaving Sun Zhisheng momentarily at a loss for how to respond.
After a few seconds of stunned silence, he finally remembered to retort, "Hey, don't just say things like that..."
"Alright, alright, everyone go back and think of a solution. Opportunities like this are rare, as you all know. You can tell from Qi Yuan's expression when he looked at us just now."
...On a winter evening, the wind rustled, seemingly carrying a bone-chilling cold.
The outdoor temperature was only around five degrees Celsius, and the cold air made people shiver involuntarily.
Students passing by were all bundled up in thick down jackets or padded coats, their necks tucked in, hurrying together towards the school's Food Street.
Their steps were hasty, as if they wanted to escape the cold weather as quickly as possible.
The lamborghini reventón and porsche 911 arrived conspicuously across from the school's Food Street.
Originally, Wang Jian wanted to invite Jiang Cheng to a restaurant by the Bund, just like their first gathering at the start of the semester.
But to be honest, Jiang Cheng was already a bit tired of eating at the Peace Hotel.
Ultimately, the two decided to just find a new hot pot restaurant to eat at.
Before the car had even stopped, they saw Yao Xue already waiting for Wang Jian by the roadside.
Yao Xue was wearing a pure white, short down jacket on her upper body.
However, in stark contrast to her warm upper body attire, her lower body was only clad in thin, flesh-colored stockings, the faintly visible skin seemingly hinting at a different kind of allure.
And on her feet, she wore a pair of low-cut Martin boots.
Perhaps due to the extreme cold, Yao Xue couldn't help but shiver, hugging her arms tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably.
But as soon as she saw the supercar appear, Yao Xue immediately took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and stood tall with her chest out, holding her breath.
A brilliant smile, tinged with a hint of flattery, even bloomed on her face, her eyes subtly revealing a touch of nervousness and anticipation.
Seeing two black rolls-royce cars following Jiang Cheng and Wang Jian's vehicles, Yao Xue looked at Jiang Cheng, who was driving ahead, with some confusion.
As Jiang Cheng got out of the car, the doors of the two rolls-royce cars behind him swiftly opened.
Four or five burly Bodyguards in plain clothes filed out.
These Bodyguards all had grim expressions and were well-trained. They first exchanged a knowing glance in Jiang Cheng's direction, then naturally dispersed like ghosts, silently blending into the surrounding environment.
Witnessing all this, an almost imperceptible spark of fervor suddenly flashed in Yao Xue's eyes.
Unlike before, this time she didn't rush towards Wang Jian immediately; instead, she walked briskly towards Jiang Cheng.
At this moment, her gaze remained fixed on Jiang Cheng's handsome face.
The corners of her mouth curved slightly upwards, revealing a charming and alluring smile, and she said in a sweet voice, "Young Master Jiang, it's a pleasure to see you again."
Speaking of which, Jiang Cheng and Yao Xue's first truly meaningful interaction dated back to the first gathering at the start of the semester.
At that time, after Yao Xue learned that Jiang Cheng was also a Second-generation rich, her attitude towards him underwent a noticeable change.
But it was nowhere near as blatant as it was now, openly revealing her deepest emotions.
Jiang Cheng subconsciously activated Yao Xue's Character Scanning System.
[Name: Yao Xue]
[Age: 19 years old]
[Height: 168 cm]
[Looks: 82]
[Figure: 85]
[privacy value: 2]
[favorability value: 92]
Jiang Cheng could understand the privacy value of 2, but what was with the favorability value reaching 92 points??
This favorability value was already at a stage where they could cooperate and even talk dirty to each other.
Jiang Cheng silently glanced at Wang Jian, finding that he, as usual, showed no sign of caring.
On the contrary, he seemed to have already known what Jiang Cheng was thinking, and with a telepathic understanding, he gave Jiang Cheng a meaningful look.
Seeing that look, Jiang Cheng's mouth curved slightly upwards, and he smiled knowingly.
However, the smile was fleeting, and he then nodded slightly to Yao Xue, who was standing to the side, with a hint of detachment.
Jiang Cheng finally understood why Wang Jian could openly flirt with other girls in front of Yao Xue.
He could even make Yao Xue pay for the hotel room herself.
If Jiang Cheng were to flirt with other girls in front of Zhou Ying, or Lin Qingxue, or even Wang Yuyan, who actively sought him out, even if they might silently endure it, Jiang Cheng believed that the women around him would definitely feel heartbroken.
Therefore, Jiang Cheng had always silently adhered to the principle of being a good man; when he was with them, he would never be half-hearted.
Although Jiang Cheng didn't deny that some of them were gold diggers.
But one thing Jiang Cheng was sure of was that after they followed him, they would definitely not be like Yao Xue, entertaining thoughts about other men that shouldn't exist.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng hadn't lingered his gaze on her at all, Yao Xue's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of both embarrassment and disappointment.
This complex emotion was fleeting; she quickly adjusted her mindset and, with a seemingly natural yet slightly deliberate posture, walked quickly towards Wang Jian, who was standing to the side.
She tilted her head slightly, gazing at Wang Jian with affectionate eyes, then gently and proactively reached out her hands to link arms with him.
Wang Jian clearly noticed Yao Xue's actions. He turned his head and gave her a faint glance, his face wearing a very formal expression as he asked, "Have you been waiting long?"
Faced with Wang Jian's indifferent attitude, a bitter feeling welled up in Yao Xue's heart, but she still forced a smile and said, "No, you arrived just in time."
Although Wang Jian didn't show any signs of discomfort, everyone has a heart, and rich people are no exception.
Two days ago at the bar, when Wang Jian mentioned Yao Xue, he uncharacteristically showed a hint of guilt on his face.
It's likely that trace of guilt has now been completely eroded by Yao Xue's recent performance.